“Agnes!”
Agnes swallowed, and rotated her head. Dale was limping towards her.
In the meantime, Harrison was being dragged back inside the council room.
“What have you done?” Dale shouted angry, when he saw Deb’s unconscious body, at the bottom of the well.
“Harrison Parker, you’ve been found guilty for treason against our leader, Dale Waldon. What do you have to say for yourself?” Marion bellowed. She was sitting on Dale’s chair.
Harrison raised his head at her. “Look at what you’ve become. What we’ve become. Deb got away, but we just...

Ryan and Mike decided to stop at a diner on the road, to have a late lunch, or an early dinner.
“What?” Mike said, when he basically crammed his food in his mouth.
“Nothing” Ryan replied. “I’m just glad you decided to not starve yourself”
“Why would I starve myself?” Mike shrugged, a little annoyed. “How is that going to help Deb?”
Ryan shook his head. “Has it occurred to you that, maybe, she needs the kind of help you can’t provide?”
“What are you implying?” Mike frowned, angry.

As soon as everyone had scattered around the place, Harrison snuck outside, and ran stealthily as possible to the well.
He pushed the lid halfway open, knowing he’d feel it in every muscle by the end of the day.
He looked down and narrowed his eyes. Deb was lying on the haystacks Harrison had let down.
“Deb” he said loud, trying not to alert anyone. Deb didn’t move and for a moment Harrison feared she was dead. He raised his voice when he called her again, and this time Deb slowly rose her head.

16 hours later…
Mike drove through the open gate, that had a sign above it, saying ‘Welcome to Serenity Hills’
“They probably mean Serenity Hells” Mike muttered as he stopped the car.
“Mike, please, try to control yourself” Ryan said warning. “We don’t know anything yet”
Mike ignored him and got out of the car. He walked right up to the closest door, and opened it. He looked around him, but didn’t see any sign of life. Then he heard voices, mumbling.
Ryan walked in as well, and looked quizzically at Mike, who was following the voices....

Mike parked his car in front of the Chesapeake Detention Facility. Before they came here, Mike had insisted on seeing the crime scene, though not much was left to be seen.
Except for the four trails of footsteps. Three pair leading away from it, one returning to it.
Then three pair meeting each other again, at the edge of the woods.
“They closed her in” Mike had concluded. “She was jumped from behind. Cowards” Mike added infuriated.
Because Mike was still suspended, he had to register himself as a regular visitor. It wasn’t visiting hour yet, but Ryan...